Matter

at the moment of touch
the second to its leading
one look …
gives way to anticipated pleading
to feel

heed neglect and ignore
forcefully pushed away, this shore
wave, protective and bold
freezing everything it holds

to sedate betrayals faith
the nights I didn’t sleep
the days I couldn’t wait

implode to never unfold

and breath it, air deprived
afraid to let go of misery
for fear of losing everything

and regardless all, God forbid,
you still are my death, revived


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